Graduation day. There was that sense of pride and accomplishment in the air as families and friends walked through the main gates in small groups. Seniors gathered in the garden in their pristine blue caps and gowns, taking silly selfies and blabbering on and on as they waited for the ceremony to commence. Sadly, unlike his fellow graduates, Andrew Davis was forced to usher through the hallways to take care of last-minute emergencies upon the headmaster's frantic request.

"You would've imagined that our days of running around putting out fires were behind us," he grumbled breathlessly to the girl matching his pace up the staircase.

"Old habits die hard," Elsa retorted with a chuckle.

Andy huffed, "Seriously, how can they misplace the reader list on graduation day?"

"We should be glad this problem is one we can take care of with ease."

"Yeah, I will be glad when I've secured my diploma and I am assured that nothing else can go wrong, thank you very much."

Elsa rolled her eyes. "You're being dramatic."

"Oh, but I am not, Elsa." He shook his head, annoyed. "My academic life up to this point should be enough to prove that, no matter how much we plan, things have a tendency to go awry around us, and you and I are both well aware of that fact, are we not?"

The blonde narrowed her eyes. "What are you trying to say, Andrew?"

"That anything can happen and we'd be fools to think otherwise."

Elsa abruptly stopped and grasped his upper arm. "Tell me there's no graduation prank going on today."

He turned to her, eyebrows furrowed and pursed lips. "There is not as far as I know."

"Then that's that—"

"But the thing is, Jack and Hiccup have grown rather self-sufficient these past few years—which in this case is the worst thing that could've happened, and the stupid stunts they manage to pull without my knowledge could probably fill a book."

Andy resumed his marching to the teacher's lounge and Elsa followed suit.

"Would it be too much to ask for a single moment of peace and quiet n this school?"

Andy laughed, rolling his shoulders back, a glint of amusement coloring his eyes. "When those fools are involved? Kinda."

Elsa let out a tired sigh. "Well, let's try to give them the benefit of the doubt and hope for an uneventful day…"

"You're a better person than I am."

Halfway down the hallway, he realized he could no longer hear the echo of his friend's footsteps matching his own. Mildly confused, he turned around just to find the place empty. He darted his eyes from one wall to the other, but there was no sign of Elsa in sight.

"Uh… Elsa?"

A hand covered her mouth, muffling her screams as she unsuccessfully attempted to rid herself of the restraints constricting her body. The unknown figure dragged her from behind, making her stumble backward with every unwilling step.

Feeling heavy breathing against the shell of her ear, Elsa shuddered.

"I'll let you go if you promise to keep quiet."

The sound of the familiar voice made her exhale, lessening her unease. Still unable to speak, however, she simply nodded her reply. He had barely loosened his grip on her, and Elsa was already spinning on her heels to glower at him. She hissed, "What do you think you're doing, you idiot?"

Unfazed by her anger, the silverhead smirked. With his back against a locker, he wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her toward him. "Have I told you how good you look in blue?" He leaned down, his husky whisper making her skin tingle.

Hands on his shoulders, Elsa pointedly stopped his advances. "Not today, you haven't."

"Well, you do."

Charming as ever, he tried to steal a quick peck from her, but Elsa moved at the last second, and he ended up with hair in his mouth. He grunted, and she laughed.

He tightened his embrace on her, making the silky fabric of her gown swish with the movement. "You look beautiful."

She rolled her eyes. "You didn't answer my question. What are you doing here?"

"What, like I need more reason than wanting to see my beautiful girlfriend?"

Getting rid of his arms, Elsa took a step back to stare at him with narrowed eyes. "Knowing you, I'd say that yes, you do, Frost."

"I'm hurt." Jack pouted, fingers intertwining in the back of his neck. "But if it matters that much to you, I saw you and Andy looking super panicked sneaking inside and got to wonder whether there were any issues going on or not."

She clicked her tongue, partly annoyed that her attempts at handling things quietly and not causing suspicion had been for naught. But also, her previous conversation with Andy still lurked in the back of her mind, leading her to apprehensively wait for his wrongdoings to come to light.

"Nothing you have to concern yourself over, I'm afraid."

He flinched. "Okay, then."

Posture erect and chin tilted up, she crossed her arms over her chest, summoning her authoritarian aura to its fullest power."If that's all you came here for, I suggest you go back to your seat. The ceremony will start soon."

"Sure." Jack shrugged. "I just gotta hit the bathroom first."

The girl exhaled a low hiss. "Frost…"

She tried to urge him back downstairs, but he swiftly spun around and started walking backward in the boys' bathroom's direction with that stupid smirk back on his face.

"Relax, Your Majesty. It's just across the hallway."

Elsa checked her watch impatiently. "You need to go back."

"I will. In a moment," he half-heartedly reassured her with a two-finger salute. Then, he winked. "And good luck with your speech. I can't wait to hear it."

Her fingers trembled, clammy palms moistening the edges of the reading cards with her speech as her eyes remained glued to Headmaster North. He stood on the podium, tall and confident, his thunderous voice reverberating through the speakers, but Elsa had no idea what the man was saying. She should be paying attention, but it was hard to hear anything over the ringing in her ears. Her throat was parched; she felt nauseous, and it was hard to focus on anything other than the panic growing within herself.

In a couple of minutes, her name would be called up the stage, and she'd have to give her speech in front of the entire school. And it wasn't even like Elsa was alien to speaking in public—being in the Student Council meant that she had a fair share of announcements to give during her tenure. But no matter how often she did it, the anxiety of giving a speech never lessened. It also didn't happen that that day, she'd be giving a far more private and deeply emotional speech in front of a huge crowd.

As valedictorian, Elsa felt a heavy sense of duty to deliver a meaningful final message in the name of her class. Though she wasn't entirely sure the route she'd taken when drafting it was the correct one, she could say that she was satisfied with the final result. Her speech was personal, sharing her own experiences in the Academy in a way that she hoped others would relate. She opened up about the invaluable people she met and the colorful memories she lived. Spending her every day in that school, little by little, Elsa had changed, and she was beyond grateful for all she'd learned throughout those years. Elsa spoke from the heart, and she meant every single word written on that wrinkled piece of paper in her hands. And though Andy and Astrid had given their approval when proofreading her speech, it was still hard to not let herself be consumed by anxiety. She couldn't help it.

People around her started clapping, and she blinked out of her haze. Looking up, she found North smiling at her, one arm stretched out, calling her to the stage.

Show time.

Swallowing the lump in her throat, Elsa stood up, shaky hands doing their best to smooth the front of her gown. Mustering all the confidence she didn't have but people always expected to be there, she took slow and steady steps to the podium, where the headmaster squeezed her shoulder and gave her a warm smile before stepping to the side.

Taking slow breaths to maintain herself focused, she methodically adjusted the microphone to her height, reading cards heavy in her other hand.

"Thank you, Headmaster North," she said with a short reverent nod toward the old man. "It's an honor to stand here in front of all faculty, family, friends and of course, fellow graduates—"

Microphone feedback, a loud high-pitched screech coming from somewhere nearby made her cover her ears in pain. Confused, she looked around for the source of the noise, worried she'd done something to affect the sound system in her haste.

"Over there!" Mr. Gru had stood up from his seat amongst the teachers and pointed to the main building's rooftop.

All eyes immediately followed the indicated direction, and Elsa couldn't stop the hiss that reached the microphone. Static echoed to the rest of the audience, and she immediately pulled back, alarmed. Gaze returning to the source of the commotion, she cursed inside her head its stirrer-up. So she wasn't the one responsible for the sound mishap after all...

On the rooftop, with one foot on the parapet wall, proudly stood the biggest nuisance Elsa had ever had the pleasure of encountering in her life. Though unable to see it, she had an inkling that he was smirking, and it wouldn't be that far of a stretch to guess that it was directed at her. His mockery could be felt from afar.

"Apologies for interrupting, Your Majesty," his voice boomed through the megaphone. "But my graduation wouldn't be complete if I didn't mess up with your plans one last time."

Elsa shook her head in utter disbelief. Still glowering at the silverhead, she grumbled, "You have got to be kidding me…"

Jack cleared his throat and waved at the crowd with his free arm. "Hi, everyone. My name is Jack Frost; I'm one of the stars of today's show."

Pushing himself off the parapet, he began to casually pace back and forth with one hand behind his back. "I'm sure you were all looking forward to hearing Elsa's tear-jerking masterpiece—believe me, I'm in the same boat as you on that one. But the thing is, if I didn't do this"—he motioned a wide circle around him—"now, then I would risk messing up the mood for her speech with this little operation, and we couldn't have that."

Jack beckoned the others and four figures joined him on the edge of the rooftop. Even from that distance, Merida's gravity-defying red locks were unmistakable, and the ever-growing popularity of the Student Council trio made them easily recognizable targets. The girls kneeled a couple of feet apart from one another and looked back at the silverhead, waiting.

"Senior class of 2016, it's been a great pleasure," he said solemnly. "I have no doubt that we'll be meeting again real soon outside of these walls, but until then, rest assured that your absence will be felt."

He pulled the megaphone away for a moment so he could whistle with his fingers. On his command, the girls pushed a single cloth sheet off the edge of the rooftop. Hanging from the top, the white sheet unrolled itself to practically cover the entire wall. Multiple blocks of color were arranged to spell the words 'Congratulations 2016 graduates!' on the banner, and when the phrase was revealed, people gasped.

"Guys, you've left your mark." Jack's voice was elated. "Now go make an ever bigger one out there in the world."

Tubes were acquired, caps were tossed, pictures were taken and enough tears were shed. And when the seniors were advised to run one final check in their dorm rooms and lockers, they decided to split up for their private goodbyes, but not before a promise to reconvene later for… But not before a promise to reconvene later.

Back in their room, Elsa spoke to her friends like they usually did, talking about random unimportant things, almost as if they'd just be leaving for summer break and would be back before the new semester started. Even as Violet finished hastily packing her last suitcase, the farewell remained unmentioned.

Astrid was the first to leave. She mentioned something about stopping by the stables for one final ride, and Elsa smiled a tight-lipped smile at the girl as she left. And then, after she was done packing, Violet joked about burning any neglected framing evidence in the robotics room. She barely met Elsa's eyes as she wheeled her suitcase out the door.

Left alone, Elsa fell back on her bed and stared at the ceiling. She lay there, not sure for how long, with her hands on her stomach, one finger tapping her watch, rhythm matching the ticking of the seconds. That was not going to be her room anymore, but the shoe had yet to drop.

Her phone buzzed. It was her father wondering when his daughters would be ready to go home.

Elsa sighed. It was time to leave. But before that, she had another stop to make.

Pulling her suitcase along, Elsa took the long way back to the main building, passing quickly through the refectory and the library's door. Everything was so quiet; that was probably the most empty she'd ever seen the school. Walking down those empty hallways, all those years of memories started to jumble up together, the happy and sad; the quiet and loud; the chaos and the fun… her throat started to tighten.

She finally stopped in front of the Student Council's room. A finger absentmindedly ran along the carvings on the double doors. They were probably locked, but her hand paused on the doorknob anyway. She half-expected nothing to happen, but then the door opened, somebody else already inside.

"Oh, hey, sis." A surprised-looking Anna smiled from her desk, waving a pen in greeting.

"Hm, hi, Anna." Awkwardly, Elsa scurried inside and started fumbling with her suitcase's handle.

"Thought you were supposed to be emptying your room."

"Yes! I was." Elsa nodded, eagerly. Usually, she was more composed than that, but her emotions were all over the place. Even she was confused by her reaction… "That is done, so I figured I could take one final look around before we had to go."

"Well, suit yourself. If there's anyone who deserves to take a final look around this place, it's you."

The eldest sister smiled, gratitude warming her heart. "What about you? What are you still doing here?"

Anna shrugged as she squared up her stack of papers. "I was on my way to return the keys to this room, but then I remembered I left my charger here. And there were all these plans the girls and I wanted to get rolling next semester, and I thought I could give it a jump-start because I wasn't doing anything anyways… and I guess I lost track of time."

Elsa chuckled, walking to the window and peeking outside through the curtain. "Believe me, I can relate."

"Sometimes, I wish I could do just the bare minimum, you know?"

"You wouldn't be you if you did."

"Maybe not." She leaned back in her chair, stretching her spine, and sighed. "Dad was asking when we wanted to leave, by the way. Did you see that?"

"I did. He's probably wondering where we are."

"Yeah, don't worry about that. I told him that we'd still be a while and that he should go to the local pub for a drink with North. So you can take your time, Elsa."

"That's very considerate, thank you, Anna," Elsa mumbled, her eyes blurring as she watched the gardener wheelbarrow a crate full of new flowers.

"... You okay there?"

Elsa looked at her sister. Anna started back at her with furrowed brows of concern.

She hummed, biting her lower lip. "The day's emotions are finally catching up with me. I think I'm starting to feel a little melancholic."

Smiling softly, Anna walked to her sister and brought their hands together. She gave them a little squeeze. "Hey, don't forget, the doors are always open for you." She scowled. "I mean, metaphorically, that is. I still have to give the keys back to the headmaster. Which I guess I should do before there's no one else left in the office."

Elsa covered a chuckle with one hand. "You do that."

As they left the room and Anna locked the door after them, the girl casually mentioned, "I talked to dad, by the way, he said it was okay to throw a graduation party for you."

Elsa frowned. "A what now?"

"You know, for your graduation?" Anna said, as if that was the part that had Elsa confused. "There's gonna be food, and music, and party games, and we can call all your friends. And also mine too, because our social circles overlap quite a lot when you think about it—"

"Anna…"

"Dad even said it was cool to have a sleepover afterward because everybody lives so far and that would be safer than dropping a bunch of kids at the bus station in the middle of the night. We have a ton of rooms anyways—"

"Anna."

"Oh, but he did ask us to be careful with the family antiques."

Elsa had to physically stop her sister so she'd listen. With a hand on Anna's upper arm, she asked, "When did you and dad make all these plans?"

Anna shrugged. "Couple of weeks ago, I guess. We talked on the phone a couple of times. And we have an email thread with the details. I can show it to you later."

"... Sure, that would be great." Elsa sighed, rubbing her eyes. "I'm glad you and dad are getting along, but you didn't have to plan a party for me—"

"Of course we did. It's your graduation!" Anna said, excited. "You don't get many of those in your life."

"That still doesn't equate to me wanting a party, Anna."

"Aw, come on, you know the party is just an excuse for you guys to hang out together. So you don't have to feel weird, or sad, that you're leaving the Academy." The girl looked down at her shoes, uncomfortable. "But if don't want that, I guess I can tell dad to cancel the catering and—"

"No, it's okay." Elsa wrapped her arms around herself and smiled sheepishly. "I would like to have a graduation party."

The change in Anna's demeanor was instant. Her eyes filled with glee. She was practically vibrating in place. "Really?"

"Really."

"Great! You don't have to worry about a thing, Elsa. Leave it all to me, I'll talk to Merida and we'll handle all the details!"

"Just try to do something laid-back, please."

"Sure, sure." Anna nodded, though it didn't seem like she was listening. "Imma go drop these keys at the headmaster's office, so meet you outside?"

"I'll be waiting at the gate."

"Alright." Unable to restrain herself, Anna squealed grasping her sister's arm and jumping up and down with her. "Oh, Elsa, you're gonna have the best party ever!"

He was half-expecting her to have left already, so it was a nice surprise to find her in front of the doors to the main building, staring at the graduation banner so intently she didn't even notice him and Andy approaching.

"Whatcha doing there, Your Majesty?"

She jumped, head whipping back in surprise. At the sight of the two boys, she relaxed. "I'm looking at your last piece from up close."

Stopping next to her the silverhead looked up with his hands laced behind his neck as well. From that small distance, one could see that the banner was in reality a bunch of small squares of fabric with different designs and patterns sewn together like a giant quilt. "I don't wanna brag, but this one turned out looking pretty neat if I do say so myself."

"That sounds a lot like bragging," Andy mocked.

Elsa chuckled. "Care to explain how you pulled it off?"

"Thing is, I didn't do much," Jack admitted sheepishly. "It was all the Student Council girls, plus Merida. They're the ones who ran around the school asking for drawings. From what I heard, every student, teacher, and staff painted or wrote something on a square of fabric. Rapunzel and Merida rearranged the pieces to form the letters and the four of them sewed it all by themselves."

Surprised, Andy whistled a long tune. "That was a lot of work for four people."

"They wanted to do something for their favorite seniors."

"How sweet." Crossing her arms, she turned to face him, deadpan. "It almost makes it okay for you to interrupt my speech."

Jack smirked. "Yeah, I'm really sorry about that."

"No, you're not."

Pulling her by the waist, he mumbled against her hair, "It was still a great speech, Your Majesty."

Elsa rolled her eyes. "Thanks."

"There you are!"

The trio turned to the source of the shout. In their direction, walked the rest of the team.

"Hiya, guys!" Hiccup waved with one hand, the other pulling a scowling Astrid behind him.

"Bit of a gamble not setting a meeting spot beforehand," said Hiro.

"And yet, here we are, gathered," Wilbur retorted, motioning to their forming circle.

"I guess…"

Hands in his pockets, Jack sheepishly looked around, struggling with what to say next. It was weird, treading on eggshells, trying not to tip the scale to the wrong side. A lump grew in his throat, his hands started to tingle. He laughed, despite not having anything funny to laugh at, and the sound set in motion a cascading effect. Soon enough, they all had stupid smiles on their faces.

"Ladies and gentlemen." He threw one arm around Andy's shoulder and the other around Elsa's. "It's been one hell of a ride."

"Albeit chaotic," Elsa admitted, wrapping an arm around Hiccup's middle.

"We had our highs and lows," Hiccup added, turning to grin at his girlfriend.

"And lowers."

Violet hooked an arm through Astrid's. "It's been fun."

"And weird." Wilbur had his arms around Hiro's and Violet's necks.

"Overall stupid," Hiro huffed, closing the circle.

There was a small pause as Andy met the eyes of every single one of them. Then, he let out a hearty chuckle. "I'm gonna miss this."

Jack threw his head back, staring at the clouds in the sky. A myriad of memories bombarded his brain at once. "Yeah…"

"This isn't the end, is it?"

"Nope."

It's not.

The end.

So. We did it. For the second time. I started writing W2LA in 2014, when the fandom was a lot busier than it is now. And because of this story's length and also because of how long it took me to write it, W2LA became the story people associated with me. Which at some point I stopped seeing as a compliment.

I'm a better writer now than I was in 2014. So I thought I should fix it. Boy, what a mistake that was. Although I am proud of the 2.0 version, this story is too goddamn long. If I start editing chapter 1 again, I guarantee you I will start rewriting the whole thing again. And I do not want to do that. There are many other stories I would rather write instead.

So for now, this is the end. I have some rough ideas for what would happen in a sequel, but I'm not gonna write that one. Maybe I'll compile everything in a tumblr post or something later. Thanks to everyone who stuck with me till the end, I had a lot of fun reading your responses and your support warmed my heart ❤️

And if you wanna see more stuff from me, then worry not. I have new stuff coming up for the JELSA 10NIVERSARY!